Old Hippies Never Die
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matias2911
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I havn't bathed in five days lol. i smell like caca. Im gonna take a bath tomorrow just not on sunday.
VictorVIcious
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Information overload.
SmokinPurp
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dude... wash your ass haha
HighPhi
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Hey Roseman, thanks for the Memories.
Atlanta was an amazing and magical place in the early 70s. It truly rivaled Haight Ashbury in it's heyday, and lasted longer. And Like the Haight it was unique in that it was a real scene, and not just a College or Spring Break hangout. Lots of local businesses and support systems, "The Great Specled Bird" alternative paper, and large numbers of people living there and passing through. A very happening community and one of the few true head scenes on this scale that we've ever had in this country.
The rest of the nation was a few years behind Californina, and the "Summer of Love" in Atlanta was 1970. By then California was quiet in comparison, scene wise. (many of the heads had headed into the hills in communes in Big Sur and other places). But Atlanta was just getting going! It had the Only scene like this in the Southeast so it was a huge influence on the whole region.
The Strip, as it was known, ran along Peachtree Street near Piedmont Park, the Playground of the hipsters with regular free music. It ran from around 8th to 14th Street, with the center at Peachtree and 10th to 12th. Just an amazingly vibrant street scene with thousands of young people on packed sidewalks hanging out in headshops and healthfood restaurants. Chicks and dudes with longhair, and smoke in the air everywhere! ....... People took up residence in the great old turn of the Century Atlanta houses in the area, turning many into small communes and room houses.
The Atlanta Strip was legendary all across the South. I was from a small town on the coast and we'd hear all these stories about Atlanta and the great scene there. But it wasn't just the scene that drew people from around the South. Atlanta was the distribution center for practically all of the magical substances that supplied the south. We would go there, like hundreds of kids across the region, and bring back supplies for our small town. To "give" away to our friends of course
The first time I went there in late 1970, my eyes popped out of my head driving down Peachtree for the first time. What a scene! Cool people everywhere. And as Roseman says, it was a wide open market like I've never seen since, and I've been around. To score you'd walk and circle the block on Peachtree, down Tenth around Juniper and back up 12th. Half the people you'd pass would whisper, not too quietly - "Hash, Acid, Mescaline, Psilocybin, Grass," etc....... Depending on the transaction and trust, you'd close the deal in the park or at a discrete location nearby.
We were only into Smoke and Psychedelics, and it was rare to see hard stuff like Heroin and Coke dealt there at that time. We knew to stay away from that stuff. We were into tripping and not being druggies. But there was a wide variety of exotic pharmaceuticals available, the likes of which you never see anymore.
The Psychedelics were unbelievable. Strong and clean. Unfortunately, as Roseman said, the Weed was just awful. Mostly Mexican, and no one had decent homegrown yet. But the Hash was exceptional! We used to get bricks of Blond Lebanese that actually had the original Seals stamped right into the hash. Beautiful green brown color with a rich aroma that would make you high before you even lit it! Wow, whatever happened to good hash like that? Used to be everywhere. I can still taste that stuff.
Unfortunately due to this open market, the scene on the Strip in Atlanta did get rough in late '72, '73 onward . A lot of Reds and Speed were being sold and the clientele and dealers were becoming more hardcore. The Cops were getting more hip to the scene and cracking down, and people were moving on to greener pastures. I headed to the West Coast in early '72.
But it was a wonderful magical time down there. I wish young people today would create scenes like these for themselves. You wouldn't want that kind of open drug market, but it was a wonderful community where people did care about, and take care of each other and they had a big impact on greater society. Sure has had a positive and lasting impact on my life.
Thanks again Roseman. Please share more of your memories of Atlanta.
Dan the Man
Atlanta was an amazing and magical place in the early 70s. It truly rivaled Haight Ashbury in it's heyday, and lasted longer. And Like the Haight it was unique in that it was a real scene, and not just a College or Spring Break hangout. Lots of local businesses and support systems, "The Great Specled Bird" alternative paper, and large numbers of people living there and passing through. A very happening community and one of the few true head scenes on this scale that we've ever had in this country.
The rest of the nation was a few years behind Californina, and the "Summer of Love" in Atlanta was 1970. By then California was quiet in comparison, scene wise. (many of the heads had headed into the hills in communes in Big Sur and other places). But Atlanta was just getting going! It had the Only scene like this in the Southeast so it was a huge influence on the whole region.
The Strip, as it was known, ran along Peachtree Street near Piedmont Park, the Playground of the hipsters with regular free music. It ran from around 8th to 14th Street, with the center at Peachtree and 10th to 12th. Just an amazingly vibrant street scene with thousands of young people on packed sidewalks hanging out in headshops and healthfood restaurants. Chicks and dudes with longhair, and smoke in the air everywhere! ....... People took up residence in the great old turn of the Century Atlanta houses in the area, turning many into small communes and room houses.
The Atlanta Strip was legendary all across the South. I was from a small town on the coast and we'd hear all these stories about Atlanta and the great scene there. But it wasn't just the scene that drew people from around the South. Atlanta was the distribution center for practically all of the magical substances that supplied the south. We would go there, like hundreds of kids across the region, and bring back supplies for our small town. To "give" away to our friends of course
The first time I went there in late 1970, my eyes popped out of my head driving down Peachtree for the first time. What a scene! Cool people everywhere. And as Roseman says, it was a wide open market like I've never seen since, and I've been around. To score you'd walk and circle the block on Peachtree, down Tenth around Juniper and back up 12th. Half the people you'd pass would whisper, not too quietly - "Hash, Acid, Mescaline, Psilocybin, Grass," etc....... Depending on the transaction and trust, you'd close the deal in the park or at a discrete location nearby.
We were only into Smoke and Psychedelics, and it was rare to see hard stuff like Heroin and Coke dealt there at that time. We knew to stay away from that stuff. We were into tripping and not being druggies. But there was a wide variety of exotic pharmaceuticals available, the likes of which you never see anymore.
The Psychedelics were unbelievable. Strong and clean. Unfortunately, as Roseman said, the Weed was just awful. Mostly Mexican, and no one had decent homegrown yet. But the Hash was exceptional! We used to get bricks of Blond Lebanese that actually had the original Seals stamped right into the hash. Beautiful green brown color with a rich aroma that would make you high before you even lit it! Wow, whatever happened to good hash like that? Used to be everywhere. I can still taste that stuff.
Unfortunately due to this open market, the scene on the Strip in Atlanta did get rough in late '72, '73 onward . A lot of Reds and Speed were being sold and the clientele and dealers were becoming more hardcore. The Cops were getting more hip to the scene and cracking down, and people were moving on to greener pastures. I headed to the West Coast in early '72.
But it was a wonderful magical time down there. I wish young people today would create scenes like these for themselves. You wouldn't want that kind of open drug market, but it was a wonderful community where people did care about, and take care of each other and they had a big impact on greater society. Sure has had a positive and lasting impact on my life.
Thanks again Roseman. Please share more of your memories of Atlanta.
Dan the Man
Roseman
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Dan the man, that was the post I was looking for, thanks, bro. You really told a tale, come back and tell us some more.
I can still recall some of the main characters there names, Jesus, Jefferson Airplane, Marty, were a few. I was "Rosey". 8 blocks of head shops and cafes and just cool stuff and very cool people sharing.
God's PEACE to you bro,
I can still recall some of the main characters there names, Jesus, Jefferson Airplane, Marty, were a few. I was "Rosey". 8 blocks of head shops and cafes and just cool stuff and very cool people sharing.
God's PEACE to you bro,
Thanks Roseman. I was a bit longwinded in my reminiscing, but it's important to spread the tale of what a hip scene The Strip in Atlanta was.
Matter of fact there's a site called "The Strip Project" to preserve memories of those days. And I believe they are having a public showing sometime this Summer. You should contribute Roseman. Especially if you have any photos or other memorabilia. You seem to have a lot of recollections and you might meet some old friends.
I visited Atlanta a lot in those days but never actually lived there. I turned 15 in 1970 and we would sneak away on Weekends, hang out on the strip and park (as seen in photo below), score and head home with the goodies.
When I turned 17 I hi-tailed it to California, to get the hell out of the South. But now I actually regret not living on the Strip for a few months at least. The place is legendary now.
Take care
Dan the Man
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Here's a good site with Memories of the Atlanta Pop Festival and the Peachtree and 10th Hippie Scene.
And a very interesting Article from Time Magazine, October '69 on Atlanta trying to crack down on the arriving Hippie Scene near Piedmont Park.
Dan the Man
And a very interesting Article from Time Magazine, October '69 on Atlanta trying to crack down on the arriving Hippie Scene near Piedmont Park.
Dan the Man
DJBoxhouse
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I love all you old hipster foggies lol.
My grandma is about twenty or thirty years older than you Roseman. Was never a hippy from anything I've been told or seen, proper house wife, grandpa drove truck and farmed all his life. Heres where the funny part comes in though. Ever since they were about mid twenty they've been growing and smoking weed.
To this day they still do, I used to smoke with them all the time. Hilarius business, I've even gotten growing tips from them and shared some I've discovered here as well.
It's a awesome experience to meet you awesome old people who connect where it matters in life. And I don't just mean Marijuana
My grandma is about twenty or thirty years older than you Roseman. Was never a hippy from anything I've been told or seen, proper house wife, grandpa drove truck and farmed all his life. Heres where the funny part comes in though. Ever since they were about mid twenty they've been growing and smoking weed.
To this day they still do, I used to smoke with them all the time. Hilarius business, I've even gotten growing tips from them and shared some I've discovered here as well.
It's a awesome experience to meet you awesome old people who connect where it matters in life. And I don't just mean Marijuana
Sgt. Floyd
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I'm not an ole hippie(24) but I know an old southern hippie that grew up in Memphis. That man has some cool stories. And I got to smoke hash for the first time because of him.
Roseman
Elite Rolling Society
I love all you old hipster foggies lol.
My grandma is about twenty or thirty years older than you Roseman. Was never a hippy from anything I've been told or seen, proper house wife, grandpa drove truck and farmed all his life. Heres where the funny part comes in though. Ever since they were about mid twenty they've been growing and smoking weed.
To this day they still do, I used to smoke with them all the time. Hilarius business, I've even gotten growing tips from them and shared some I've discovered here as well.
It's a awesome experience to meet you awesome old people who connect where it matters in life. And I don't just mean Marijuana
I am 60 year old and around age 30, I persuaded my dad, he was about 50 then, to smoke. He grew his hair out and smoked daily and almost gave up his daily cocktail.
DJBoxhouse
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Lol, that's awesome! My grandma is I think 87. So I was close, ; ) I bet they had kids late because they got high and forgot about it too! haha.